He was the maestro of perfect lovemaking instead knowing very well, the value of fast and rapid thrusts for a little while and then quickly resorting ...o long, full cock, slow strokes for blissful feeling in the pussy and cock both as they hugged and spread around for the lovely sensations created in their duo. His slow grind brought her so very close to the cliff but it was not a very trying task for both of them to edge and hold back the ejaculation. They fucked for at least half an hour until. Why the hell couldn't I stop listening?!I knew why. It started as a tool to help me lose weight. My roommatemade up a few hypnosis CDs for me. They worked great, and then theyworked too great. I became a twig. I couldn't stand to eat. And I wasaddicted to those damn CDs. Something in them made me want... NEED...to listen to them each night.Then the content changed. My roommate must have decided I needed to bemore of a help around the house. Pretty soon I was doing all the choreswithout. Amanda hadn't left last night with it shaved, and she didn't remember it happening, but she didn't really remember much of last night.She decided it was time for her to investigate last night's events some. So, she tossed the covers aside and got out of bed. It was at this point that she looked over and saw a fairly large dildo lying on her bed. She tried to think of where it came from, and, after a little while, remembered that her friend Melissa had given it to her while saying "Keep this is. ” It was a statement not a question, so I remained silent. The lady studied me across the table. Long seconds dragged past. Finally, she leant back in her chair, distancing herself from me and returned to speaking in English.“We don’t know what happened to them.” Her voice was as hard and flat as a steel plate.I looked across the table. “I...” My voice choked. I started again. “I betrayed them.” The black tide of guilt and shame roared in and I collapsed slowly forward, my forehead coming to.